The Bad Boy Found A Stain Of Blood In My Bed! ☑️

XXIII. Well, That Wuz Unexpected

I was standing at the corner of the soccer field, watching my mate's every movement.

He was chasing the ball as other guys ran after him. Then one of the players put his foot in front of him, and he tripped over, falling face flat onto the grass and eating a good amount of it. The players soon stole the ball from him, laughing at him. Klinton spat the grass from his mouth and pouted. Pft, bad boy, captain of the soccer team my ass.

I pulled out a cigarettes box from my black jacket. I took out one of them and lit it with the lighter. I smoked sassily as I fixed my sunglasses and dusted off my black ripped shorts. Who would have thought that I went from being a shy, ugly ass nerd, to a nasty cocksucker slut, and now a badass bad girl. This author sure likes to mess with my personality, doesn't he.

The game ended and I watched as Klinton went to sit on the bleachers and talked to his friends. With my supernatural hearing, I could easily listen to what they were talking about. They were sharing facts about their dicks and how long they were. Some guys had a 16 inch long dick, others 17, others 18, etc. I would have liked to be fucked by one of those monster dicks, but I don't know why my interest is focused on Klinton only. Probably because he's my mate.

Klinton said his dick was huge and fat and 30 inches long. His friends gasped and they all told him compliments in sign of respect. Oh, Klinton. I love it when you lie.

"KLINTON!" I yelled his name.

He and all of his friends turned their head towards me. I moved my finger towards me, silently telling him to come right where I was. His friends woooed and whistled while Klinton blushed and looked hesitant to come. But he eventually stood up and walked shyly towards me.

"W-What?" He asked.

I lifted my sunglasses and looked at him directly into his orbs. "You didn't tell them about last night, did you?"

He quickly shook his head. "No, no. I promise I didn't."

"Good boy." I smirked. "Now, are you busy tonight?"

"Um, well yes, I was going with my friends to-"

"Then cancel it." I ordered.

"What? Why?"

"You have more important business to attend to with me."

"L-Like what?"

"Talking." I replied, putting the cigarette between my lips.

"A-About what?"

I blew the smoke on his face, making him cough. "Things."

"W-W-What things?"

"Stop asking too many questions! Don't you dare to test my patience, big boy." I warned, making him flinch. He nodded and looked down at his fingers.

"Now, listen here." I said carefully. "I want you to meet me outside my mansion at 8 PM exactly. No more, no less. Bring your car. And if you're not there, silly boy..." I stood on my tip toes to whisper in his ear. "Mommy will have to punish you."

He shivered. "B-B-B-B-But-"

"No buts!" I yelled as I pulled him down by the collar of his shirt and now we were facing each other directly. "You have to obey me now. In everything I tell you to do. Even the simplest thing, exactly the way I say. Did you hear me?"

He nodded with a scared and shaky Uh-huh.

"Don't uh-huh me! Say YES like the man you are! Or aren't you a man!?"

"YES, YES! I-I will obey you!"

"Say, I will obey you, mommy! Say it!"

"I will obey you, mommy!" He sobbed.